It’s cold inside and even colder outside
it’s cold by day and even colder by night
I seem to moan about the cold all the time
I even moan about the cold in this write 

Sometimes 

When I catch myself moaning about the cold 
I think how lucky I am to have a home
To live in a country that is not at war 
and that I don’t have to spend my days alone

Sometimes

When I sit in my home whilst watching the news
all the worlds troubles brings a tear to my eye
It’s then I put one more layer on and say to myself 
“There by the grace of god go I”